SI.com's 2009 Boxing Awards
As far as I know, the technology of the flux capacitor is still embedded in the fictional mind of Dr. Emmett Brown. Which is too bad, really: because so many of us desperately want to put it in the hands of
We want to take Doc Brown's mythical time machine and transport Pacquiao back to the 1970's and see how he would fare against the likes of
We grew accustomed to Pacquiao's brilliance a long time ago. We watched in awe as the southpaw rose through the ranks outdueling the likes of
Last May, Pacquiao was matched up with
Hatton was target practice from the opening bell, getting dropped to the canvas twice in the first round before eating a crushing right hand that could be felt from London to General Santos City.
Six months later Pacquiao was back in the ring and once again he was matched against an opponent, welterweight champion
"Manny Pacquiao," his promoter,
That he may be, though we'll never really know. What we do know is that Pacquiao is the best in his generation. Better (for the moment) than
He has a thudding left hand and a cast-iron jaw. He throws punches from almost geometrically impossible angles and looks tireless doing it. He's personable, in a quiet, next-door-neighbor kind of way and is more philanthropic than a suburban church. Honestly: How many athletes do you know whose appearances are enough to have a cease-fire declared in wars.
Manny Pacquiao has become boxing's emissary to the world. He also happens to be its best fighter. What a perfect combination.
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